The mellow Sunnydale afternoon that surrounded her gave Buffy an opportunity to reflect. The long shadows and gentle breeze made it seem as if the world were slowing falling into an empty void. She wandered aimlessly as she contemplated the fight that most certainly would soon come and Abel's loaded offer. Even while she paraded her tough girl exterior Abel had found an old wound that stung yet again.
Many times she had dealt with the issue of her reluctance to have to be the heroine every time another threat to humanity rolled around. Tried as she did to spurn it, neglect it, and run away from it she always came back to it. She had resolved it in her mind that she was the Slayer and that it was more than just a job, but who she was. That assuredness wouldn't last very long however as yet another painful experience would come along and cause her to question her life's path.
Why couldn't she just have a normal life? Of all the people in world why her? Her directionless journey brought her to within eyeshot of someone who had been very close to her in her battles with darkness. Rupert Giles stood above an inconspicuous grave. He seemed to be just as contemplative as she was. She approached slowly, not wishing to disturb her surrogate father.
"They didn't take her," Giles said absently. Buffy looked down at the grave to see the name "Jennifer Calendar".
As if awaking from a dream Giles snapped to his senses.
"Buffy, good heavens, are you all right?" he asked with genuine concern. She nodded affirmatively.
"You still miss her don't you?" inquired Buffy. Giles returned to his absent demeanor.
"Do you remember when Angel and Drusilla kidnaped me?" his question came slowly.
"Oh course," Buffy replied.
"They were trying to get me to reveal to them what they were doing wrong with that ritual of theirs. They made me see Jenny. I felt like I was dreaming, but even in peril and surrounded by vampires I didn't want to wake up. Because she was there you see. It was if a part of me that had been lost came back," Giles said forthcomingly.
Uneasy silence drenched the scene as the two stood there gazing at the tombstone motionless. After some eternal awkward seconds Giles brought back his shoulders, straightened his back, and took a breath.
"But, I must come to terms," he pronounced.
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